The fight was in full swing when they got there.
Shrieks and howls and fur and curses and blood.
Jesus, the blood.
Newt let out a choking sob and his hand flew to his mouth.
Thomas stood still and the next moment he was fighting too, dragging a grey beast off a dark haired girl, snarling at it.
Newt snapped out of his daze and leaped, transforming in midair into a golden wolf, pouncing onto a man that smacked Minho into the trees.
Oh boy.
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"Leave." Alby growled. "You're not welcome here."
"No, I can tell. You killed NEARLY ALL MY FAMILY!" The red haired man shouted.
"AND YOU KNOW WHY!" Alby shouted back.
The red haired man ran a hand through his hair, composing himself. "Fine. I'll leave. But I get one more payback."
Before Alby could say anything, the red haired man slid a knife from his belt and hurled it at him.
"You missed." Alby said.
The red haired man smirked. "Did I?"
Alby turned around.
Thomas screamed.
The knife missed Alby but it definitely didn't miss the blonde boy, now gasping for air, blood leaking from his mouth.
Thomas was next to him in a second.
"Thomas!" The red haired man shouted. He was ignored.
"Newt," Thomas said, crying. "It's okay, I'll get help, you-"
Newt smiled sadly. "Just hold me Tommy. Please."
He coughed up more blood.
Thomas wiped the blood away with his sleeve, looking at the boy dying in his arms.
Newt reached out and wiped Thomas's wet cheeks. "It's alright Tommy. Don't cry."
"I can't live without you." Thomas whispered.
"You m-might have to." Newt replied, shivering. "Why is it so cold?"
Thomas bit his lip and gently wrapped his jacket around Newt.
Newt sighed contentedly and rest his head on Thomas's chest. "You don't have a heartbeat." He mused.
"If I did you wouldn't be dying." Thomas said, stroking the blonde hair.
"Maybe." Newt shrugged. "Can you do me a favour?"
"Anything."
"Take the knife out of me?"
Thomas furrowed his brow and gently took the handle, slowly pulled the knife out of Newt's chest.
"Thank you, love." Newt said softly, closing his eyes.
And then he was still.
Thomas let out a howl of fury and pain and without thinking, plunged the knife into his heart.
Lads I think I killed two birds with one stone.
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